The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-07-24
CHAPTER Xxx.

His son gone the Earl walked across the
spacious hall to the library.
His step was as stately and majestic as
ever and his face as calm and undisturbed
by passion as if nothing unpleasant had oc-
Cured
The servants were SUMMONED to his pres
ence from cook to housekeeper, with the ex-
ception of Margaret, who was attending to
her sorrowing lady.
After all had entered his presence with
scared faces and bated breath, their mas
ter addressed them thus:
81 once had son, but that son has dis
hoDored me and henceforth have no child.
From this time forward | forbid any one in
my house mentioning his name, and any
one who lives here who may aid or hold
communication with him in any way shall
leave the castle never to retuIn-no matter
if it be my own wife"
SO saying, the Earl waved his hand and
the servants dispersed to their several places !;
but the saddened faces and the half-sup-
pressed sobs told the affection these Deepen
dents had for their young master
The servants departed and the Earl seated
himself to read as if nothing had occurred,
but what inward conflict was going on no
one but himself knew-the stern face never
showed the feelings of the heart.
The Countess was borne to her room and
only recovered from one swoon to remem-
Der and moan out her anguish and fall
into another.
When she recovered she clasped her ach-
ing temples with her hands and cried
"Oh, Margaret What is it9 Oh, what
is itfn the while turning her sorrowful eyes
10 those of her old nurse.
"Puir, lassie, do ma greet! 1t is the Lords
will, do ma greet" said Margaret, stroking
her musings hair with gentle hand.
''He cursed my boy, Margaret-our boy!
the son we loved so WE'LL"
cave, lassie, but he was mad with pas
sion; and after all, it was not the Lords
curse; so be cheerful, girleen, and the Lord
win bring all right in His own good time"
But, Margaret, where does my duty lie!
Shall not go with my sonp asked the
Countess, piteously.
"No. lassie. Your duty is cen with your
good man. Our boy has his wife, and she
Will be good wife to him, have no fear.
No. no, lassie! stay here until the Lords
good time to bring the father to his child"
answered Margaret.
"But, nurse, if / only might see him-lo
Won think could see him again and bless
himself and his girl wife before they go
awayY' pleaded the Countess.
eyes. nv lady. / think his child-wife
will not be strong enough to take away for
some days, and will find out where they
have gone and ! think we can see them
without fear.
The Countess was satisfied and soon slept
the sleep of exhaustion.
Margaret retired to an ante-room to be
within hearing and fell upon her knees in
PRAYER. Her own anguish she concealed to
comfort her mistress, but she was heart
broken over the sad turn affairs had taken.
Margaret arose from her knees much
strenpthened and prepared for her future
trials She walked softly into the Countess
room, but finding her still sleeping returned
to the other room.
A messenger entered as she sat on a low
chair with some work thinking of her bon
mic boy and his beautiful young wife.
The messenger handed Margaret note
from Sir Arthur, requesting her 10 gather
together the effects that he could rightly call
his own and send them to him as soon as
possible
Margaret hustled about and it was not
long ere the contents of his studio, his horse
and several other valuables were with him
ready to be sent away from England.